I feel like I’m in the Twilight Zone.”“I’d like some tea, if it’s alright with you,” Beth responded. “Sometimes the sky is really pretty...at twilight.” The odd look Tanya gave her indicated to Beth that she’d misunderstood something. This language thing was starting to get frustrating. There were too many meanings for the words she heard, and she seemed to be constantly reminded that she didn’t know them all.“Good. I wasn’t sure if they have tea,” Tanya said, sounding embarrassed. “I mean, where. Darren wasn’t some fucking greedy sell-out. I wasn’t saying these things, even if the conversation irritated me. I stayed polite. My mood didn’t improve much. I went into that office with the intent of dropping a course, but walked out convinced to continue, and had to endure a weirdly personal and private conversation. I’m sure the professor didn’t mean anything by it, was just trying to make some sort of connection with one of her students. Perhaps I was supposed to talk about this stuff a. "Yeah I know, that's why I enjoy messing with you" She turns around and grabs a baggy pair of pants and pulls them on. "Better?" he looks over and sees that an uncomfortable amount of her breasts were visible."I, I suppose, since you seem to get off by being difficult" he chuckles and hands her a rolled up piece of parchment with the golden wax seal of the Emperor on it. "Got new orders, there's an island just off the coast that you're to pacify before the empire sends out any settlers. They. This charming visage brought back memories of that idyllic and exhausting summer in Lesser Witteringly. At second glance, he realised it was definitely the luscious, leggy Mistress Harbury, the first of his conquests in that lubricious village (although he gladly acknowledged that any ravishing and pillaging had been very much incited by the ladies) who was approaching him on the same side of the road. He had forgotten that this town would be within shopping distance for anything out of the way.